My wife was really pleased I had the signed lease agreement for our new allotment plot, she gave me a big hug and was excited about getting down there and making a start clearing the site.
I quizzed her discreetly about what she had agreed with them re 'my part' of the agreement but she was confused and oblivious, adding there was no mention of anything I had to do, as my part of the deal, It seems Brian and Tom had played me like a banjo, it was best I didn't mention to her what happened in Brian's potting shed.
It was mid summer and very hot, so she dressed appropriately for some heavy, sweaty ground work, Just a skimpy red bikini top and tight, figure hugging denim hot pants. I filled the car and trailer with all the tools we'd need and off we went for our first day on our plot.
Tom the manager greeted us at the gate, gave my wife a big hug and kiss, admired her lovely plump tits and shapely rear, he gave us a trolley to use to transport all our gear from the carpark to our plot and helped us shift everything.
After an hour of heavy work, digging, clearing overgrowth and cutting back thick brambles, my wife explained she was too hot, she was perspiring and her bikini top was getting moist under her plump breasts, it was uncomfortable.
I told her to take it off as our plot was quite secluded, only looked over by Brian's potting shed, plus she wanted to top up her all over tan and didn't want any tan lines for our upcoming holiday to Spain.
She was a bit reluctant at first, until I mentioned Brian had been staring at her from the open door of his shed, I'm sure he had his camera. She smiled and jokingly said, we'd better give him something to photograph, she slipped off her top, continued with her digging.
Brian was indeed snapping away with a long zoom lens attached, she was playfully posing and pretending to be oblivious of his prying camera, luving his attention, her breasts were full, glistening with a sheen of perspiration and her huge nipples were proud and erect.
I was enjoying the view from behind, her gorgeous shapely arse looked divine encased in her tight denim hot pants.
Tom came over to see our progress, my wife hastily slipped her bikini top back on but not before he got a good look at her gorgeous tits, no need to be shy luv, Tom quipped, seen it all before but have to say not as firm and pert as your lovely pair!
She was flushed with embarrassment at Toms comment and admiration, he perved at her plump cleavage openly, as he handed my wife some more paperwork.
There was a discrepancy over the rent which was quite a bit higher than she had agreed with Brian previously and Tom suggested he take her over to see Brian to discuss the amount.
I left them to it and continued on clearing the site, a good hour passed and she still hadn't returned, I was getting a bit concerned and decided to go over and see what was going on.
I tried the door but it was locked, I knocked but no answer, I listened at the door, but couldn't hear much except muffled gasps and familiar moans of pleasure! I was intrigued, so went around the side of Brian's potting shed, there was a dirty window high up, covered in cobwebs and built up grime, it was just out of reach.
I looked for something to stand on, found some old plant pots and wood and made a makeshift step, it was a bit wobbly but supported my weight.
Carefully I peered into the dark room, cleared the grime and cobwebs, sure enough there was my wife, her bare arse bouncing up and down as she straddled Brian's lap, Tom was behind her pumping his hips into hers from behind, her denim shorts lay on the floor and her plump breasts swaying back and forth as they both ravaged her, her gasps of delight and their grunts of satisfaction clearly audible.
I was quite shocked but knowing what she was like it shouldn't have been a surprise! Distracted I slipped and fell off the unstable step I'd made, I must have made quite a noise.
Tom came out zipping up his pants, shutting the door behind him, blocking the way in, I pretended to have just arrived and was about to knock, he explained they were just negotiating and finalising a reduction of the rent, there had been some misunderstanding but Brian was sorting her out, were his exact words....
She came out looking very flushed and flustered, still rearranging her bikini top and doing it back up.
She had the new rental agreement in her hand, all sorted she explained, Brian added, anytime you need anything, just pop in and see me.
I knew not to pry, what happens in the potting shed, stays in the potting shed...;) xx
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